Reflections of a late leaper

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Awhile ago, I noticed that one of my hanging plants appeared to have died. I moved it to a place where it could receive rain. However, I never expected it to come back. I hoped for it even though it appeared futile. Then, I forgot about it until today.

Today, I observed something magical … a singular bloom reminding me that even when all seems futile, even in the depths of our despair, something beautiful can blossom.